All winter, I take pictures of snow creations, documenting the construction and the gradual demise of these monuments to impermenence. If taking pictures of snowmen has taught me anything, it's that people regard you as highly suspicious for taking pictures of snowmen. Some will ask what you're doing, others tell you to get away from their snow property. It's strange how possessive people can be over flakes of solidified water...

Friday, January 06, 2006

Look how many nuts I can fit in my mouth!!!

I've never seen the mouth of a snowman constructed completely out of peanuts...they must've been leftover from recent holiday parties. As far as snowmen go, this one is pretty unremarkable, even in today's world creativity-surpressed children. Even the squirrels were so unimpressed that they left his mouthful of booty unlooted.

As I was walking back to the car, after taking the final picture of this man-o-snow, a car pulled up in front of the house. A man got out and eyed me suspiciously as I left. He then walked right up to the snowman and carefully inspected him, then looked at me and Sy as we drove off. He had a sort of "why the hell are you taking a picture of that piece of crap snowman?"look. I'm pretty sure he wrote down our license plate.